All Chapters of From Housewife To His Worst Ex-Wife : Chapter 61 - Chapter 70

Sarah POVThe cell was smaller than I'd imagined. Six feet by eight feet of concrete and steel, with a metal toilet in the corner and a thin mattress on a platform bolted to the wall. This was my life now. This was all I had left.I sat on the edge of the mattress, staring at the gray wall. Three days since my arrest. Three days of silence broken only by the clang of cell doors and the shouting of other inmates. Three days to think about everything I'd lost.Everything I'd destroyed. The guards had put me in isolation for my own protection. Apparently, even criminals had standards. A woman who kidnapped a sick baby wasn't exactly popular here."Sarah Mitchell." Detective Harris's voice echoed down the corridor. "You have a visitor."I looked up as she appeared outside my cell, her expression unreadable. She wore a crisp gray suit and carried a leather folder under her arm."I have nothing to say to you," I muttered."That's fine. I have plenty to say to you." She nodded to the guard,

Lily POVThe courthouse steps seemed impossibly steep. I stood at the bottom, staring up at the massive stone building, my legs refusing to move."You don't have to do this," Tony said quietly beside me. "You can still change your mind."I looked down at Emma in her stroller. She was chewing on a teething ring, completely oblivious to the significance of this moment. Dr. Martinez stood beside us, having agreed to watch Emma during the testimony."Yes, I do." I straightened my shoulders. "I need to do this."Tony squeezed my hand. "Then I'll be right there in the gallery. The moment you need me, just look at me."Inside, the courtroom was packed. Reporters filled the back rows, cameras trained on the entrance. I felt their stares like physical weights as I walked down the aisle. At the defendant's table, Sarah sat in an orange jumpsuit, her hands folded on the table. Her hair was pulled back in a severe ponytail, and her face was completely blank. Our eyes met for one horrible second.

Lily POVI stood in Tony's office, surrounded by financial documents and legal briefs, while Emma played on a blanket at my feet. Numbers had never been my strength, but revenge was a powerful motivator for learning."Morrison Holdings is hemorrhaging money," Tony explained, pointing to a graph on his tablet. "The scandal destroyed their reputation. Clients are fleeing. Stock prices have dropped eighty-two percent. They're facing bankruptcy within three months.""Good." I felt no sympathy. Alex's company had been built on stolen inheritances from murdered wives. Let it burn."Or," Tony said carefully, "you could buy it."I looked up sharply. "What?""Think about it, Lily. During bankruptcy proceedings, you could purchase controlling shares for almost nothing. Twenty, maybe thirty cents on the dollar." He pulled up more documents. "Then you restructure, rebrand, and transform it into something legitimate. Something good.""Why would I want anything that was his?""Because taking it fro

Tony POVI was reviewing quarterly reports in my office when Pepper knocked and entered without waiting for permission. Her expression told me something was wrong."Victoria Sinclair is in the lobby," she said flatly. "She says she's here to see you."I nearly dropped my coffee. "Victoria? My Victoria?""Your ex-fiancée Victoria, yes." Pepper crossed her arms. "She claims she's in town for business and wanted to 'catch up' with an old friend.""We haven't spoken in three years. Not since she.." I stopped myself. Not since she'd given me an ultimatum: merge Stark Industries with her family's investment firm, or the engagement was off. I'd chosen my company's independence. She'd thrown the ring at me and walked out."Tell her I'm busy.""I tried. She says she'll wait." Pepper's jaw tightened. "Tony, I don't trust her. Victoria doesn't do anything without an agenda.""Agreed. But if I refuse to see her, she'll make a scene." I stood, straightening my tie. "Let's get this over with. Ten m

Lily POVThe press conference was scheduled for 2 PM at the Stark Industries media room. I stood backstage, hands shaking as I adjusted my navy blazer for the hundredth time."You don't have to do this," Tony said quietly beside me. "Catherine can present the evidence. You can stay out of the spotlight.""No." I straightened my shoulders. "Victoria tried to destroy me by questioning my credibility, my story, my trauma. I'm going to look the world in the eye and show them exactly who tried to manipulate whom."Pepper appeared with Emma in her arms. "She just had a bottle and a diaper change. She should be good for at least an hour."I took my daughter, holding her close. At eight months old, Emma was alert and curious, her big brown eyes taking in everything. She grabbed at my necklace, and I gently redirected her hand."Ready?" Catherine asked, appearing with a tablet full of evidence. "The room is packed. Every major outlet is here. This is going to be big.""Good." I kissed Emma's f